The notice also pointed out that everyone is curious about whether the rice from the local Fuwang Farm in Meicheng is safe, and experts will also visit the Fuwang Farm this time.

After this notice came out, everyone felt much more at ease and was waiting for the official investigation results.

Who wouldn’t like an official who responds to everything instead of covering their mouths and deleting their accounts?

Even Gudao Farm didn't expect that the authorities would take action again! What is the background of this Fuwang Farm?

At this point, Gudao Farm has temporarily restrained itself and stopped spending money on hiring internet trolls, waiting for the next official investigation results.

Wen Siran asked someone for help a few days ago. Today, when he saw the official news online, he immediately took the initiative to send some vegetables and eggs from Fuwang Farm to Uncle Zhang to thank him for his help again this time.

The person on the other side neither denied nor admitted it. In fact, if he did not have the instructions from above, how could he have the courage to do things under the feet of the emperor?

He only said one sentence on the phone: "Thank you, nephew. The vegetables from Fuwang Farm are really delicious. My wife has become a big fan of this farm. I have to ask you shamelessly, nephew, can you help me buy a chicken from the farm? My wife has always wanted to eat it, but unfortunately there is no way to buy it."

Wen Siran politely agreed: "Uncle Zhang, I'll ask the boss, but I can't guarantee that I can buy it. If it's available, I'll send it to you. One or two shouldn't be a problem, but I'm afraid we can't buy more."

"Just one is enough. I won't be afraid of my nephew laughing at me if I tell others about it. I made my wife unhappy a while ago, and I'm worried about how to comfort her."

How could Wen Siran not hear the hidden meaning of these words? He was asking him to buy one for sure.

He said cleverly, "Uncle Zhang and his wife have a bond stronger than gold. I really envy them. I will definitely not hold you back."

"Then I thank you in advance, nephew."

"It's my duty. Thank you Uncle Zhang for helping me this time."

"You're welcome, Si Ran. Although we are not blood relatives, I have known your parents for decades. There is no need to be estranged."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang. It's been a bit cold lately. Please take care of yourself."

"Well, you young man have a lot to do, so go get busy."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Siran thought about how to ask Qing Zhifang if it was inconvenient to buy a chicken.

He would never take the initiative to ask Qingzhi for anything. In the past, he always despised his sister's behavior of begging Qingzhi to buy this and that, but this time it was an accident.

He asked someone for help. Uncle Zhang, who was in a high position, was willing to help twice to resolve public opinion. The favor should be repaid.

He sat in a wheelchair, holding his phone, thinking over and over again. What if Qingzhi didn't agree? What if Qingzhi thought he was trying to get in through the back door and had a bad impression of him? What if Qingzhi...

He held his phone and typed repeatedly, pondered for an hour, and let out a long sigh.

Give it a go!

He gritted his teeth and uttered the last sentence.

"Qingzhi, is it convenient for me to ask you to buy a chicken? I want to give it to someone."

After sending the message, he kept staring at the chat box on his phone. A few seconds later, a new message popped up.

"Sure, give me that person's address."

Wensran:?

Qingzhi agreed just like that?

Wouldn't that make it seem like he was stupid for just thinking for more than an hour? Fortunately, Qing didn't know!

As a result, she saw on the chat box that the other party was typing.

She thought, then she would wait for Wen Siran to send a message first, and then she would talk.

She went to pull the weeds in the field first. The weeds grew particularly well with the nourishment of the spiritual energy array. They were things that could grow well anywhere, and they grew wildly with the spiritual energy.

They had to be pulled out once in a while, so she pulled out a large basket to feed the chickens.

The chickens and ducks were eating so happily that they almost jumped on Xu Qingzhi. Fortunately, she used a hand gesture to protect herself, dumped all the weeds in, and went to pick up some eggs.

Then, I picked up the phone and saw that the other party was still typing intermittently.

She wondered, it had been an hour, what was he going to say that was so hot-tempered?

The next second, I finally saw those hot words.

It turned out that she was asked to buy a chicken as a gift.

Xu Qingzhi moved out a lot of chickens from the spiritual space, so it didn’t matter if there was one more or one less.

So I quickly replied that he could.

Otherwise, with the frequency with which she rarely checked her phone, it was impossible for her to reply him so quickly, and there was even a possibility that the other party’s message would fall on deaf ears.

She agreed to the other party buying chickens, so she made her own request so that it would not seem excessive, and asked the technician to do a statistics in the background.

When Wen Siran saw this, he immediately asked the programmer to develop the function and guaranteed that it would be completed within two days.

Xu Qingzhi said that it was not very urgent and three or four days would be fine.

After all, her free labor was on the way.

The Xu family’s rice can be harvested. The water in the fields was drained a few days ago, and the fields have been almost dry these days.

The harvester can only be put into the field after the field is dry. Otherwise, if the field is too wet, the vehicle will easily get stuck and be difficult to drive.

The next day, Uncle Zhong drove a harvester to harvest in the fields early in the morning.

In the age of mechanization, things are easy to do.

Xu Qingzhi was moved every time he watched it. Technology changes life and frees hands.

After harvesting the rice, the harvester drove to the side and aimed at the carriage behind the truck.

An endless stream of rice fell into the truck compartment with a rustling sound.

There are not many people in the village who own large trucks. The driver of this truck is a second-hand rice dealer. Xu Fuqiang hired him to help transport the rice and paid him 300 yuan a day.

Xu Fuqiang was chatting with him nearby.

"The rice you planted is really good. Every grain is plump. I have never seen such beautiful rice. If you sell it to a rice mill, you will definitely get a good price."

Xu Fuqiang smiled and responded: "This rice is growing beautifully."

"I think your yield per mu should be more than 1,000 kilograms, right?"